Can blogging become as addictive as running.

Now I’m into my third week as a ‘blogger’ I’m starting to realise this is becoming as big a part of my life as running. This morning while running my go-to run for the 145th time (thanks again Strava!  http://www.strava.com) I was struggling to think of new topics to discuss on my morning blog. Best thing to discuss was maybe the whole blog thing. The reason I started this was two fold. First I was interested in the whole process of starting a blog and in a few short weeks have found out so much about how websites are built and maintained. I am now a WordPress black-belt where-as a few weeks a go I had no idea what WordPress was. ! I now have three domains registered with 3 different companies which means a load of different login passwords and user ids. I have to store these in my phone as there is no way I can remember them all. I have lost count of the number of times I have had to apply for a password reset lately ! Maybe a sign of old age, probably.  Second, I generally do enjoy discussing all things running and if I can help anybody with some of my ramblings then great.

Once you have a blog that is just then beginning. You then spend all your time worrying about how many views you receive each day, and the number of page visits per user or the number of people following you. It is exhausting.  On the bright side WordPress has some great plug-ins (geek talk) and one of them shows where , globally, your views are coming from. This is addictive. I am apparently quite big in Australia, Britain and parts of Asia but yet to crack America and Canada.  This is real time and of course all the historical data is captured. You could spend days analyzing all the information.

So the point of todays post is the world we live in is complicated. Even starting a blog can become all encompassing, we all need a release and running is that activity. This morning while running my ‘old faithful’ 10k for the 145th time I was able to drift away and think about ‘blogging’ , posts, how to crack Canada ! etc. etc.  and before I knew it I had finished my run and it was time to get ready for work.  The run itself was therapy and even though I may have had my mind on other things on a number of occasions I did look up and enjoy the sights and sounds the morning offered me.  The run through Star Swamp gave me a sunrise and the run into Carine Open Space was just about perfect conditions with the sun just rising above the horizon and lighting up the path in front of me with a golden glow. I even finished with a burst of speed into my street aided by gravity and a hunger for my weetbix and honey. All in all another good run.

So that’s it this morning. I’m off to think about ways to break into the Canadian running market, maple syrup anybody.

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A running tragic.